We began looking at our route, and here's the deal: We spent time before our trip planning every day out. We had guessed that we would bike about 65 miles a day and so we had strategically planned the towns that we would be staying in. The very first day of our trip that plan was blown. From the beginning we have been "winging it", day-to-day. We talk with locals and find out what their opinion is of the terrain in our future. We ask them good places to stay, places to eat, and if they have any other helpful hints. Listening to the people has served us well this far. So, when Eric told us that we would die in the desert we looked into it. Come to find out those little towns that we had planned to stay in were often merely exit ramps to nowhere. There were miles and miles between gas stations and places to stay were going to be few and far between. We realized that, once again, our original plan needed to be altered. Eric offered to let us stay until we figured it all out.

Eric also offered for us to paint his home while we stayed with him to earn some money while wasting time in Oklahoma

. We were excited to make some money and stay in one place for a bit. The next few days were filled with planning and painting, planning and painting.

One night, out of desperation and silliness, Erika decided to look on craigslist for a scooter. It wasn't five minutes later that we had found, what we thought was, a great deal. It was a 1984 Honda Aero 125 and was being sold for $350. We started joking about how awesome it would be to Dumb and Dumber it across America. Before we knew it, Eric was on the phone with the owner. He asked all the questions that neither of us knew to ask. Interestingly enough, he had been looking for a scooter to commute to and from work and told us that if we bought the scooter, and it didn't work out, he would buy it from us. We thought it sounded like a fool proof plan! Eric left us the keys to one of his work trucks to go pick it up from Oklahoma City the next morning.

Turns out that the truck is a stick shift and proved to be a little tricky for two automatic girls to drive. We made our way into OKC and to the woman's house to get the scooter. When we got there we were greeted by Linda and her mother, Rita. They were two friendly women who were interested in our trip and excited to chat with us. We talked with them for quite some time and Linda even gave us a jar of homemade salsa to bring back with us. Thanks Linda and Rita!!!